A Cause for Pause

You've probably heard by now of the terrible tragedy when flight 3407 dropped from the sky and nosedived into a house about an hour from here, just outside of Buffalo. What a shocking and very sad situation for the victims, 50 in all, including one person on the ground. It's at times like these that I often find myself pausing to consider the times I've flown, and will fly, and how that "could be me."

Then I slap myself. We can't let fear, of flying or other things, rule our lives or we would never travel, experience new places, meet new people, or taste new food. We'd never even leave the house. And it would be just our luck that a plane would crash into it.